Chapter 270 - Unexpected Meeting IV (2/2)
”Look, this is the thief that Sister Song mentioned just now. She stole a bunch of spinach from her.”
”Aiyo, you are such a big person, but why do you still steal food from other people? No matter what, you have to be like a human being. People nowadays really don't care about their faces and have a cruel heart. Is there even a justice?”
Jiang Ruolan: ”...”
Jiang Ruolan's face was numb.
When she finally got out of the supermarket after returning the bundle of spinach to the aunties, the corner of her mouth twitched as she walked home quickly. She didn't pay attention to her surroundings and did not notice a familiar black Land Rover parked in front of her housing complex. In her heart, she was busy planning to vent her anger on Jiang Yijun.
”What's wrong with you?”
When the door was closed with a loud bang, Jiang Yijun, who was rarely allowed to come to Jiang Ruolan's house for lunch, got up in surprise. He took the plastic bags from her hands.
Jiang Ruolan looked at him with a darkened face. ”Do I look like a thief?”
Jiang Yijun was stupified. ”What?”
”Does your sister look like a thief? Those aunties called the police just to get a lot of spinach! Did you know your sister was surrounded by more than twenty aunties in the market, and she was cursed and accused of being a thief? I just went to the market to buy dumplings ingredients, but why did it go like that?!”
”It's all because of you, you brat! You only know how to eat.” Jiang Ruolan slapped his chest. ”Go away! Don't block my way!”
Having said so, Jiang Ruolan immediately walked into the kitchen with a frustrated expression on her face. She then poured out a pile of food that she had bought earlier to make dumplings on the table.
Soon, the sound of someone cutting vegetables came from the kitchen. Jiang Yijun leaned on the door of the kitchen and looked at her. ”Still angry?”
With a ”Dong” sound, Jiang Ruolan chopped the vegetables on the cutting board hard. She looked at Jiang Yijun. ”Do you know what they say about me?”
”What?”
”They say that I am someone who will never get married.”
And then?” Jiang Yijun listened to her patiently, but at the same time, he frowned.
”They say I can't get married. Did you hear me? They say I can't get married! This is very infuriating! What do they mean I can't get married? How can I not get married?! The wedding dress, the wedding ceremony ... It's all just a joke!”
”Even if I can't get married, so what?! Do you believe that I can't get married with so many men waiting for me? Who said, in this world, anyone who is separated from others will not be able to live? Who says I can't get married? Who says I can't let go! What right do they have to say that I can't get married!”
As she spoke, Jiang Ruolan's back was facing Jiang Yijun. She breathed heavily.
Jiang Yijun finally understood. He looked at her for a long time before finally walking over and stopping next to her. He saw her eyes were slightly red. Jiang Ruolan knew that she had almost lost control of herself, so she tried her best to control her emotions.
Jiang Yijun gently stroked the corner of her eyes, ”Since you finally found an outlet to vent, why did you hold back?”
Jiang Ruolan sniffed and wiped away her tears. She suddenly laughed, ”What are you talking about? I was just upset by those naughty aunties in the market. You have actually never seen some naughty older women standing together to teach you how to feel. I really wanted to throw the basket at them.”
As she said that, she sniffed again and pushed Jiang Yijun away, ”Go and get me my apron.”
Jiang Yijun sighed and turned around to get her apron.
When the doorbell rang, Jiang Ruolan was stunned. She heard that Sister Qiao had been out doing business for the past few days and Yi Meixiu was busy dating. Not many people knew where she was now, so why would anyone come knocking at this time?
”Yijun, go open the door.” She called out loudly from the kitchen.
Jiang Yijun brought the apron to her and went out to open the door.
However, Jiang Ruolan did not hear any sound after so long. She then shouted from the kitchen door, ”Yijun? Have you opened the door? Who is it?”